watercolor
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People with eyes will sometimes tell liesTo People with eyes of their own.They all wear disguisesAnd form compromisesWith the Devil, for riches,In the form of a loan.They sacrifice not only their own souls, But those of others too.What it takes to recover is someone much braver Than the person you’re convinced is you. Generational Karmic…
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These get dated when I post them to my blog but often times they are much older and were just sitting in one of the word docs I jot down notes in waiting for a little polish. I did very little editing here. I added a few words to one line and suddenly a poem…
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I just want to write poetryAnd maybe make some art.I drew some characters for stickers.I guess that is a start.I’m selling them on TikTok now.I have to make some dough.Someday I will be comfortable.This much, do I know.
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On Twitter and had to share them here. You can see the artist is Yuko Nagayama. I just adore watercolor. I’m not this good. I’ll post a few of mine down here. You can just have so much fun with watercolor and I love the spontaneity of it.
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I once was on a ship at seaWhen the man on watch cried out,“Monster off the port bow!”Then men began to shout.It was the middle of the day.The creature, clearly seen.The beast had rows of razor teethAnd looked a palish green.He crept up to the ship and the lookOf terror on men’s facesIt’s not something…
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My girlfriend is anonymous.I can’t tell you her name.Just know that she’s a banging babe.The one who seems insane,Until you get to know her thenYou get that she’s just wise.Living with her’s such a dream.We always compromise.
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Just going to choose something at random on my hard drive and post it here.
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You loyal readers (and thank you very much) probably see clearly why there’s no point in me keeping a journal. I write about everything that happens to me and even stuff that hasn’t. I do not have to leave the house Today. I have to clean. Which I will do in due time. For now,…
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Don’t give in to fear, my dear.Fear will just confuse you.Bet on God, the odds are largeHe’ll never simply use you.If ever you think you have strayedOr forget the path’s divine.Remind yourself mentallyAnd let your own light shine.
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Lost my leg in RenoIt was dancing in casinosDoing crystal meth and mustard gasWhile I sat on my ass.It’s comforting to musterThe majestic lunar lusterShe’s my muse—the Moon.I’m flusteredTo look upon her face at last.
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This is one part of a watercolor I painted manipulated in Photoshop.
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When I was young I read Oliver Twist. Sometimes twice a week. I always had books, my friends. I was so blessed. And behind my house, A creek. That only filled up when The rain really poured. But I had such fun when it ran. If I wasn’t reading I’s tromping through woods. Making treehouses,…
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Only you can hurt yourself.No one else can hurt you.So don’t go blaming other folkFor all of your misfortunes.No one else has the power,Or even has the virtue.Your soul is looking out for you.I know They will alert you.
Musings of the Mad 